Post by Draco Malfoy on Oct 31, 2012 1:31:42 GMT -5
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We're Just
Misguided Ghosts
Traveling Endlessly[/center]
The weather had been unseasonably hot that week, even for Southern England, the temperature outside staying at around 90 degrees (32.2 Celsius)
For the Muggle population it was unbearable, and Muggle News stations were already warning of another possible drought.
In Wiltshire County, it was just as terrible.
Draco Malfoy was completely unaware of it.
The boy had been sitting inside in the privet study just off his bedroom, pert nose stuffed between the pages of a potions book. A regular sight, anytime of the year, but particularly during the summer months, when he so often was hard pressed to find a means to pass the time.
Being an only child had its share of draw backs too. One of which being that there was no one to talk to during the summer.
Luckily, this year, respite had been found: Lavinia Snape and Draco's godfather Severus Snape, would be coming over for a few weeks.
Narcissa Malfoy, Draco's loving, if overbearing mother, was away on holiday, so there was no fear of her and Severus waging war on one another anytime in the foreseeable future.
Draco was awaiting their arrival, but in the meantime he'd sealed himself away in his cool, dark study, blissfully unaware of the summer heat or fears of water shortages. For Draco there was no such thing as a water shortage, if he needed water, he'd just use the Aguamenti spell and make some.
Still it was horribly dull, and he wished something would happen already. The wards around the manor meant that he could use magic without being detected. But honestly, right now even going out and pranking the house elves held no charm for him. What he really needed was someone to talk to. He wondered mildly at where his father could possibly be...
'Probably off tending to those blasted Peacocks of his.' The boy thought sourly.
Had Draco been aware of the scorching heat outside, he'd have probably sat, fondly wishing that all those blasted birds would roast it the sun...
The Ones We
Trusted The Most
Pushed Us Far Away
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Words~ 334
Notes~ Dray hates the Peacocks with a passion.
Tags~ Draco, Lavinia, Severus, Lucius!
Color Code~ "Me Talking" 'Me Thinking' "Others Talking"
Lyrics~ Misguided Ghosts, Paramore
Credit~ Starz3z @ Caution 2.0!